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Lament for the Fall of the One-Hundred Twenty-Third Block
Phillip MacArthur


The time had come for all things to change,
All your childhood memories erased,
Everything you thought you knew replaced
With things neighborly and all strange.
Whatever you love: the rock 'n' roll,
The silver screen magic, song and dance,
The puppet theater, has been choked,
As the voice of the frog had croaked.

The filtered air is no longer sweet.
The dead man's count is off the charts,
Of shattered dreams and broken hearts.
What is wholesome is merely deceit.
The end was brought by a small red imp,
Who tickled fancies and hypnotized
His charm was all but mirrors and smoke,
When the voice of the frog had croaked.

The cookie crumbs are nothing but lies!
Don't let children play on the junk heap;
Without self-esteem they'll be dirt cheap,
Like monsters damned to philosophize,
Ever changing "in" to "out" and back,
And justice is near, justice is far.
The monstrous moa flew unprovoked,
Since the voice of the frog had croaked.

This street died, succumbed to conversion;
Bears no more think their porridge just right,
Small sesame seed, vanished in night,
Brotherly love seen as perversion.
Swept up clouds block out the morning sun.
But no one can listen to the heart
Of a frog anymore, the imp joked,
For the voice of the frog had croaked.
Full title: Lament for the Fall of the One-Hundred Twenty-Third Block

A poem I wrote quite a while ago, lamenting the loss of childhood innocence, and how more and more these days, the problems of adulthood are forced upon children, because adults have gotten so bad at dealing with these problems themselves.

It's lamenting the extreme changes that have befallen the show Sesame Street between when I watched it as a kid, and now.
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Rexcalibur Featured By Owner Aug 29, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
oAo I like the rhyme scheme here. Fits where you were getting at with this poem imo~
Gorgeous description in the first stanza, and lovely end as well. Especially digging how you ended each stanza with that croaking frog description. Saddening </3
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Bob-owe Featured By Owner Aug 29, 2011
thanks very much! now that I've actually taken a class on poetry writing, I can see just how much set number of syllables or meter or effective rhyme scheme can solidify a piece.
glad you like it. :hug:
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SuperheroGeek13 Featured By Owner May 18, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
This is so sad and so true. I really like the recurring theme of the frog that croaked. Really spot on metaphor. Its so sad how show that stick around for years become so much less than they used to be. They all used to be much muchier. :no:
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Bob-owe Featured By Owner May 19, 2011
progression of shows should be just that: progress. alas, there are many sharks that get jumped, usually for the sake of more and more money.
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SuperheroGeek13 Featured By Owner May 20, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
Yes! Character and themes grow as a show goes on and on! I'd rather see a show canceled than have it digress into horrible repetitiveness. :(
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Bob-owe Featured By Owner May 20, 2011
this is one important reason to plan out the entire script beforehand. heh
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SuperheroGeek13 Featured By Owner May 21, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
Yes, always a must. :nod:
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JaimeNWester Featured By Owner Apr 28, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
That was beautiful.
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Bob-owe Featured By Owner Apr 28, 2011
thanks very much! glad you liked it. thanks for faving, too
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JaimeNWester Featured By Owner Apr 29, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
No trouble at all. I'd fave it a million times if I could. I'd go into just how much I like it, but then I'd never shut up. XD :blahblah: :love:
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